in this culture I am just the meat for vultures to pick /
Until my beauty shows for your glossy covers /
And in classy circles smother /
Have I nothing more to give /
And I would rather starve than lose this body. I would rather starve than lose your acceptance
I need you love, I just need someone's approval . To put me back again /
Is this skin all you want, are aesthetics all you need /
Is this where I stand /
My eyes will always show my empty soul /
As you divert your eyes to my body /
(It's nothing to you, but it matters to me) /
I'm nothing to you but this shell that you see /
Rotting flesh for your eyes Wilting beauty for every goddamned girl to compare to /
Dear God why can't I be /
Dear God why can't I be more like him, more like her More or less like you